In the palace, everyone in the square focused their eyes on that moment. They all clearly witnessed Romon's battle results.
Perhaps in the Main World, it would not have counted as much of a miracle. But here, instantly slaughtering over a thousand Angels was a miracle shocking enough to shake the world.
Some devout believers dropped to their knees, tears filling their eyes as they chanted hymns praising their god.
"Praise You, great Lord of Nature. You are the spear of punishment!" Before long, orderly voices praising Romon resounded over the entire city.
"Our Lord is a True God, whose radiance covers the earth!" Cheers rose wave after wave within the palace, their voices nearly soaring into the heavens.
The subjects who had hidden away during the battle now emerged one after another from the defensive structures. Many of them had witnessed the victory with their own eyes, and their confidence in Romon's strength had greatly increased. When they saw Romon fly back from outside, they gave him their most fervent cheers.
After dealing with those Angels, Romon did not immediately descend. He continued hovering in midair, silent as he savored his own feelings.
This time, slaughtering over a thousand Angels would surely offend the Lord of Radiance. Yet for some reason, he felt calm and fearless.
But when he saw the palace packed densely with subjects below, he fell into thought. With so many people crammed into the palace, they were practically packed shoulder to shoulder.
Now that he had descended, there was no need for this. Besides, the city not far from the palace was the capital, and it already possessed a magical defense system. It merely needed repairs and activation.
Lowering his gaze, he spotted Pope Kanrongpa among the crowd at once.
"Kanrongpa, only pregnant women and